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It should not take a head injury

*after personally sustaining a head injury & coma*

to figure this out...









A Satirical Blog

*(utilizing articles discussing facts)*

By:  Susan MeeLing

After the head injury caused a coma while I learned how to deal with the headaches, migraines, cognitive disorders, memory problems, and other medical conditions I went from College Algebra with Trigonometry & Calculus down to 2nd grade math.  Here is how logic works for someone like me::

~  It took awhile for the doctor's recommendation to use sticky notes, to help remember.

~  It took several months to realize sticky notes moved, let alone to remember to speak with the doctor.

~  After I finally remembered to ask the doctor about the note problem, notebooks were recommended.

~  When I could remember to pick up a notebook, it took a long time to learn similar to sticky notes, notebooks are not always where they were placed.

~  After I was able to organize the notebooks over several months I still had not learned notebooks are not always readily available, at the necessary time.

~  When I remembered to speak with the doctor about the notebook problem the doctor had few other suggestions, to assist memories better.

~  After several events and adding up sticky note and notebook location problems, I realized my skin goes everywhere I do.

~  Wanting my tattoos to only be for me and not for public consumption I started the ink on my legs, able to hide easier.

~  It would not be until many tattoos and several years later I would realize my memory problems were usually not as bad when wearing shorts, capri pants, or a skirt.

~  Between 3-5 years after my first tattoo I had the first tattoo completed on my arms, and my memory has slowly progressed towards an easier memory jolt.



When I say "it should not take a head injury to figure this out" it is partially in humor from personal experiences, towards understanding.


If I can laugh at my mistakes after recognizing and dealing with them, so can you.


You have the knowledge, understanding, and wisdom I lack in order to put everything together to fix the problems seen with abilities I do not have. 

Utilize the information within the blog to find genuine repairs and instead of complaining of the "hurtful" commentary, prevent the issues from reoccurring.

Then again, it should not take a head injury to figure that one out.

Do make sure to link my journal blog entry articles to yours if you refer to my works for any of your research in the slightest, for proper credit.  Thank you in advance, as I do as I request.

Post #4 of 7 Posts : Georgia through SCUBA Diving in Boca Raton Florida & Dolphin Excursion


Left to Right:

My son James Michael, my niece Marissa Marie, my daughter Lidia Louise, and Myself Me: Reverend Susan MeeLing when at Butterfly World in Florida

After packing the KIA Sedona van and getting my children to then go to White Settlement from Carrollton to pick up my niece in the van to then go on the trip towards Georgia after going to White Settlement to pick up Marissa, because Susie Marie Nichols-Lopez refused to bring her to Carrollton to make that portion of the trip easier for me; which was before the trip to Florida to visit my ex-sister-in-law Mary Evongelina (maiden last name Nichols) O'Steen, her daughters Sondra Marie O'Steen and Ariel Marie O'Steen, and her husband David O'Steen who had graduated at Lackland Air Force Base in San Antonio Texas. The trip had been a learning experience for everyone in the van, as we traveled from White Settlement Texas through to Georgia, as it was a long drive. Though mainly the historical aspects of the areas driven through as well as certain location cultural aspects of which I had to explain to Marissa Marie Lopez (Susie Marie Nichols-Lopez's middle daughter) why we could not stop at a non-mainstream commercial gas station at the time, we made it out to Georgia in just under fourteen hours from White Settlement Texas; with all of the additional stops we had made because Susie Marie did not pack enough items for Marissa to go on the trip.

For example, she did not have a camera nor a bathing suit knowing we were going to several beaches of which the state of Florida is known for being a peninsula. In order to keep everything fair and balanced while my children were with their cousin my niece, I made sure to purchase something for each one equally. Since Susie Marie Nichols-Lopez did not give Marissa Marie Lopez any money for the trip as she told me, I took care of each bill for such and the only way Marissa was able to get any souvenirs was through my purchase of so she could enjoy herself as well. Before leaving after the van was packed with Marissa's one suitcase, Susie Marie Nichols-Lopez decided to make an overly dramatic statement after she had failed to guilt me into taking her other children and grandchild with me on the trip for my children, my niece Marissa, and myself.

Susie Marie Nichols-Lopez told me "Since you won't take my other children and grandchild on your trip and give me a break, she can have her trip completely paid for by you since you're being so selfish. That's your responsibility now."

I told Susie Marie Nichols-Lopez "Yes, how dare I choose what to do with my money and my time on my trip and how dare I choose to give your child a childhood memory that will actually be positive, educational, and relaxing instead of what you have done to her all of the years of her life. Yes, how dare I give your child a break from being an adult instead of you a break from the responsibilities you have for having spread your legs and breeding instead of using a condom. Yes, how dare I take the one female daughter you have on a trip where she doesn't have to take care of your son or her sister's child because you chose not to prosecute the male who statutorily raped her and will probably continue that pattern of behaviour when you could have stopped that dead in the tracks. Yes, how dare I take your one daughter instead of rewarding your other daughter for drinking alcohol in 8th Grade because of your lack of parenting skills or ability to take responsibility. Yes, how dare I take the one child who you won't give and have never given a chance to be a child to enjoy a simple trip. Yes, how dare I take your daughter to see your sister when you have been too lazy to take your children to see her yourself."

Susie Marie Nichols-Lopez interjected "You're such a bitch, you know that?'

I said "Tell me something I don't know, I was born in the Year of the Dog and that makes me a bitch. You think you're so much better than me because you prefer to use government assistance and you think I am stupid for not wanting to solely rely on the government to sustain my children and myself. News flash, Susie! One day you're going to regret that and when that day comes, the regret will be so monstrofic you won't know what to do with yourself because the cost you will owe will be greater than any number you have ever seen in the little amount of effort you ever put into your life by your own choice of free will. You want to blame me for the life I lead and yet you also want to blame me for the life you have lead, but that is not the case. You made your f*****g bed, you f*****g lay in it."

Susie Marie Nichols-Lopez said "I'm going to tell my sister and my mom on you, and then what?"

I said "Oh, wait a second. You're not going to take responsibility for your actions? What? What a shock, that I am not surprised about. Are you kidding me? So you're going to whine and complain to your mom and sister because you don't want to take responsibility for your actions, you're going to paint me as the bad guy because you want me to take everyone out of your house when they are your responsibility, and you want to blame me because I am giving Marissa a chance. F*** off, stupid."

Susie Marie Nichols-Lopez said "Fine, go take Marissa on the trip. Whatever. She can go have fun and know that her brother doesn't get to have any fun, while Brieanna is stuck taking care of her child."

I said "Oh, no. Whatever could she do enjoying herself and not having to be an adult for a couple of weeks, instead? What a shame, right?"

Susie Marie Nichols-Lopez crossed her arms and said "That's right. You just think about that, Susan."

I said "If you are going to allow Marissa to go, then let her go. If you're going to hold this over her head, then you tell her you won't let her go."

Susie Marie Nichols-Lopez said "I have already lectured her about how she is going on a vacation and not going to be taking care of her brother."

I interrupted and said "She probably was happy, and has been looking forward to this trip the more you did that to her."

Susie Marie Nichols-Lopez rolled her eyes, "I told her she was being irresponsible for not taking care of Brieanna Marie's child."

I interrupted "And again, Marissa probably looked forward to this trip more."

Susie Marie Nichols-Lopez said "I hit her because she smiled at me and said she couldn't wait to get away from me."

I rolled my eyes and said "No wonder why, on that one. I guesstimate no one would want to live like you have forced her to live, I know I don't want her to live like that but you wouldn't let her move in with me in my house because you wanted her to keep in with your traditions of her taking care of what is not her responsibility."

Susie Marie Nichols-Lopez said "Just go, take her and your children on your vacation. You just go do that, and go have fun."

I said "Okay, we will. Bye." and we left shortly thereafter her saying "You're going to see, some consequences."

I had arranged the trip to Georgia with Mary Evongelina because the main times she was able to meet with my children had only been in a funeral setting one of which was her brother my dead-ex-husband who stole valor and then her father's funeral which was seven months later, of which she was mad I did not have pictures of her brother in my bedroom; despite having the Army box in the front entrance area of the house in Carrollton and various shadow boxes with his stuff in each of my children's room, she said she "felt like [I] didn't care about her brother"; which of course, that was accurate. I explained "I have every right not to have any pictures of his in my house at all if I want to, but I am being respectful of his memory to my children. I don't have to do that, you know." Mary Evongelina (Nichols) O'Steen got mad at that point and shortly after the conversation, let my house during the time of her father's funeral. Though there were issues because of that when Susie Marie Nichols-Lopez told Mary Evongelina (Nichols) O'Steen I was going to Florida, Susie insisted I stop in Georgia of which I thought was okay because of the setting of which had been limited for my children and my niece in reference to their Aunt Mary Evongelina (Nichols) O'Steen and their Uncle David O'Steen.

She tried to tell me before she left my house of what she had done to get information in regards to her brother's death and was frustrated she could not get any details of which I said "I told your sister Susie everything, as well as your parents and Tony, your other brother. If they didn't keep you up to date, that's not my fault, I was dealing with a lot and was doing the best I could." Mary said "Well you didn't do a good enough job to keep me informed, and you could've done more to get my brother's memory properly taken care of." I said "I did for my children and for your mom and dad, but I didn't have to. I could have left everything alone, but I was the one who noticed everything. Are you mad because I gave the Bronze Star to the Colonel from his unit in Iraq because it was falsely awarded to him to begin with?" She was irate and at that point left without saying another word to me that day, and left to return back to Macon Georgia where David was stationed at Robbin Warner Air Force Base.

When I arrived with my children and my niece, David was still at work and would not be back to the house for several hours. Though when he returned he asked me "Would it be okay if I took James and Lidia on a bike ride around the block?" I said "I trust you have helmets, for them to wear?" He said "Yes, I am big on safety." I said "Okay, I trust you will not go too fast, right?" He nodded signaling yes and said "I wouldn't hurt them, I know how much your children mean to you." I agreed and took several pictures of both of them having fun, as David drove them on his Harley Davidson. Mary stood on the porch watching with her arms crossed and fuming while her daughter Sondra Marie spoke with her, as I continued watching my children have fun. I asked "Are you going to take Marissa on a ride too?" He asked her and she said "No, that's okay. Maybe another time."

Though the time in Georgia was okay, there seemed to be an odd aire about Mary which only proved further when I caught her closing up my SCUBA Diving bag as I asked "Why are you closing my bag? What is it you're looking for?" She said "You said we're going to the Georgetown Aquarium tomorrow, right?" I nodded as she said "You can't go SCUBA Diving in the aquarium, it wouldn't be safe for you." I laughed and said "It would be safer to go SCUBA Diving in an aquarium to a degree, than it would be to go SCUBA Diving in the ocean-ish." She said "You can't go SCUBA Diving at the Georgetown Aquarium, I won't watch your children for you to go." I said "I really want to and with the fact the guy I'm dating not calling me or texting me and I am worried, I really need just a few minutes." She said "Sean Leonard can wait to hear back from you, you'll be able to go SCUBA Diving when you're in Florida. Then you can do whatever, and it'll be no big deal."

After that conversation she walked out of the room I was staying in and the next day, my nieces, my children, Mary Evongelina (Nichols) O'Steen, and I went to the Georgetown Aquarium and everyone seemingly had a good time. I had taken my nieces to Waffle House the evening before and spoke with some of their friends while there at that Waffle House location, of which several of them had questions about my Psalm Sunday 2000 head injury as well as my haircut and my tattoos. I explained to them the reasons for my haircut and tattoos had to do with the Psalm Sunday 2000 head injury as the haircut was because of the headaches and migraines, and not realizing how heavy my hair can be. I explained my tattoos were because of my memory issues and cognitive disorders from the Psalm Sunday 2000 head injury, and was only because of such; after my career plans had not gone as I thought they would to become the first female Command Sergeant Major. More often than other questions, several had religious and spiritual questions and were surprised at my answers, though it confused me as to what all the fuss was about. They seemed quite intrigued about the tattoos and I said "Just because I have tattoos doesn't mean a single one is frivolous, each one I meditated while getting as to also assist with my memory and spirituality. Don't go and get a bunch and not have genuine truthful meanings behind them, as none of these were done while I was drunk nor because of anyone with the exception of me and my children for a few."

One male asked "Do you need a tattoo to remember your children?" I said "No, I needed the tattoo to remember the innocence in their childhood and to remind them if they see it or think about it of how much I care. I have one which represents my son a Dragon tattoo, I have one that represents my daughter a Faery tattoo, and I have one that represents the two of them with me. I have a plan for one more later on of them in the balancing of my life, but that is a little ways away." The male asked a few more questions as another teenager asked about military service in The United States of America's Armed Forces, and we discussed the different aspects of the different branches as well as the educational and healthcare benefits for when active duty comparatively to reserve and national guard.

I do have to add after having completed the SCUBA Dive in the Florida Keys of Key West Florida at The USS/USNS Vandenberg, I received multiple phone calls from Susie Marie Nichols-Lopez, Mary Evongelina (Nichols) O'Steen, and their eldest brother Tony Walker Nichols trying to convince me to drive to Steele Alabama to see their grandmother, my children and my niece's Great-Grandmother. It took several hours of continuous phone calls to get me to agree to drive there instead of straight back to Texas and even though I asked Mary Evongelina (Nichols) O'Steen "Why if it was so important for my children to meet their Great-Grandmother on the Nichols' side of the family, didn't we go when we were in Macon Georgia? Isn't Macon Georgia closer to Steele Alabama than Boca Raton Florida to Steele Alabama?"

Tony Walker Nichols ended up convincing me in the end after multiple phone calls from both Susie Marie Nichols-Lopez and Mary Evongelina (Nichols) O'Steen to drive from Boca Raton Florida to Steele Alabama, instead of driving straight back to Texas to take Marissa to White Settlement Texas before going to take my children home to Carrollton Texas. Though it was nice to see their Great-Uncle tony again, as soon as he heard me say I had landed at the bottom of the ocean next to The USS/USNS Vandenberg he excused himself to go make a phone call. I know he is a former Marine of The United States of America's Armed Forces and served when the Vietnam War was going on, as did his brother in the Army during Vietnam; my children, my nieces, and my nephew's Grandpa Nichols.

The extra eight hours to get from Boca Raton Florida to Steele Alabama and then the trip through Tennessee and Kentucky before Oklahoma after going through Kansas because of the GPS on my phone changing the course, I had to go through the mountains and deal with the after effects from the SCUBA Dive at the USS/USNS Vandenberg of which the Great-Grandmother had been watching a male second cousin, who I apparently offended the Great Grandmother because when the second cousin turned on the black-lights I told the Great Grandmother it looked like a scene of which Criminal Scientific Research Institutes would have a field day with and she told me "I don't know what you city-folk talk about with that jargon, but we 'round here don't need no stuff like that." Though the male second cousin was sweet and nice, I was not trying to be rude as I know teenage males will be teenage males; though I had not expected to see the results of teenage males being teenage males on the ceiling, on each of the walls, and on every single surface of the room he was in. I already preferred using bleach to clean however after being in the room I felt as though I almost needed to bleach my skin as well as my lungs.

I guesstimate those who have teenage males now have never wanted to take a black-light to their son's room, I know I did not want to. However when I was shown "How cool" that look was, I have a saying. There are certain things one cannot un-see nor un-know, and that is definitely one of them. I also guesstimate males who are adults especially comprehend such, and if they ever thought to take a black-light to their room when they were a teenager they would know exactly what I saw but multi-fold because of the computer also being in his room. I guesstimate of those adult males they know how much "extra" there would have been when they were teenagers, if they too had that "luxury".

In reference to females who are like myself as a squirter, if one were to take a black-light to that area I am sure that would give them an idea of what I saw. I have been to a few adult locations of which I have seen first hand, or shall I say I saw with my own eyes; of that exact same splatter design after certain aspects occurred in those particular locations. Also to be completely honest as I am, I have seen the aftermath of such from myself; as I cannot deny my own curiosities of. As much as I have personally as I call it "buzzed off", I know what that looks like for me; though I cannot believe I am the only female who has checked such. However admittedly my preference is without utilizing a "buzzer", as that is not nearly as fun as with a willing, able, and capable partner; though I might be one of the weirdest and prudest females of the BDSM/LGBTQP/Swingers Lifestyles. I can deal with that label though I also prefer to have a connection more so than a one-night stand, and I prefer to have a relationship of which such is on occasion rather than a normal occurrence. I accept my sexuality and am not ashamed of, though I prefer what I prefer with whom I am with. Then again I also prefer to remain clean and clear from STDs, and I have learned some are not as prudent of such; from what has been explained to me from others' experiences.

If I am or have been the only female who has done so in reference to the checking aspect for a lengthy amount of time, I guesstimate that will not be for very long. I guesstimate there are some females out there in the world who are curious and will check for themselves to see what type of splatter they can make, and hopefully they will have a helping hand instead of having to do so alone as an adult with a consenting partner (or however many are agreed to). *wink wink* I cannot be the only female that can make the bedroom turn into the proverbial ocean or at minimum a lake or really large pond, when with someone who knows how to correctly take care of the correct proverbial and metaphorical buttons; preferably each and every single time and not just, every now and then.


The week after the week in Georgia of which I planned for the Florida trip had been set up and squared away by me for several months and though after the SCUBA Dive at The USS/USNS Vandenberg I had received a text from my ex-boyfriend "Cactus Jack" AKA Jeffrey Kuykendall's childhood and high school friend Jennifer who wanted me to buy her canary diamond jewelry after I sent her the Gamma III gun safe I did not realize had not gone with Tony Walker Nichols when he came to pick up the gun safes and the firearms as I had promised him and thought he had gotten, though hypothetically "Cactus Jack" AKA Jeffrey Kuykendall Jr could have hidden that safe from view knowing Tony was on his way to pick up the other firearms and gun safes; though I have no proof of that other than the gun safe was in the Carrollton house and I had not seen it when living in the San Antonio house after Tony left to return to Oklahoma. Jennifer said in a text she "thought we should meet after speaking on the phone so many times" and I told her "I don't think we should, it does not feel right. I have not heard from you shortly after a few months after I broke up with your friend, and it does not seem like a good idea to meet with you. Though I appreciate the offer, I need to focus on what is going on here"; as several other issues occurred after the Vandenberg SCUBA Dive. Of which I will discuss, after going over the Boca Raton Florida SCUBA Dive.

However during the trip in Florida I took my children and my niece to Cape Canaveral NASA Station during one day trip, the Miami Zoo another day trip, Butterfly World on another day trip along with a side trip to Coral Castle in Homestead Florida, as well as the Dolphin Excursion for a three day two night trip in the Florida Keys of Key West Florida. Each day we were in Florida I made sure to take my children and my niece Marissa Marie Lopez (Susie Marie Nichols-Lopez's daughter) to at least one new beach per day. However when we went to the Keys I stopped at more than seven to nine different beaches between the trip to the Florida Keys as well as on the way back from the Florida Keys to go to Boca Raton, to show them the difference of which only a few miles of beach coastline made.

BOCA RATON FLORIDA...Parrot Bay SCUBA...2 August 2009

Picture I took of my SCUBA Dive Buddy along with the fish that was following us at the bottom of the ocean, near a unique looking Sponge group with coral and underwater trees

The SCUBA Dive partner I was set up with had been another underwater photographer, however he was a professional photographer whereas I was recreationally taking pictures when SCUBA Diving comparatively. During our first SCUBA Dive after taking the speed boat out of which the drive took about 45 minutes to an hour to get to our point for dropping down he and I had discussed how we were going to complete our SCUBA Dives and planned what we would do as well as our prior SCUBA training before we had dropped down into the ocean waters to reach a maximum depth of of 115 ATM or 3,795 feet or 1,265 meters according to my depth gauge computer, for the first SCUBA Dive. After our ascend to the surface safely after having dove for around an hour, he and I compared our images we had taken while resting for a little bit. During the surface interval we changed our tanks and he noticed how little air I had used of which I said "I have had plenty of people make comments about the amount of air I use, and don't use. It is, what it is."

During the second SCUBA Dive we dropped down to depths of 105 ATMs or 3,465 feet or 1,155 meters before SCUBA Diving around to take more pictures, as we went along our way. The waters changed from a blue hue to a green hues and I thought it had been because of the weather current shift in the area, as well as the current. However it would not be until later when going to the Florida Keys of Key West for the dolphin excursion with my children and my niece, which we would see a large downpour of rain as we returned to the shore; of which I told the rain to wait until the boat captain was able to get her pontoon boat back to the docks safely so she could get it into storage before the heavy rains would come to landfall. As we surfaced and waited for the boat to find us I was getting nervous and just when I was about to reach for my signaling balloon the other diver pointed out my BCD was leaking air, as he saw bubbles each time I tried to inflate the BCD. Just when I went to look at the bubbles the boat arrived and we got onto the speed boat to get our SCUBA gear taken care of, to then return to the shore.


Left Picture I took of a beach in Key West Florida the day after I landed at the bottom of the ocean

Top Right Picture I took: My daughter Lidia Louise snorkeling with my niece Marissa Marie

Bottom Right Picture I took: my son James Michael snorkeling

Left Picture I took: my daughter Lidia Louise snorkeling

Right Picture I took: a school of dolphins on the excursion

Both Pictures I took are at two different beaches on the Florida coastline of my niece Marrissa Marie, my son James Michael, and my daughter Lidia Louise

Pictures I took are of the children at the back of the boat getting ready to snorkel at the sand dune

Left Picture I took: my niece Marrissa Marie standing and my daughter Lidia Louise in the blue vest

Top Right Picture I took: Grove of trees on the way out to go on the dolphin excursion

Bottom Right Picture I took: the boat of which the Dolphin Excursion went on

Top Left Picture I took: the children resting after the sand dune snorkeling, the dolphin watching, and the coral reef snorkeling; you can see the storm cloud in the background I told to keep at bay until the boat Captain was able to get us back to shore

Bottom Left Picture I took: school of dolphins

Right Picture I took: my son James Michael and my daughter Lidia Louise

Top Left Picture I took: school of dolphins on the excursion

Bottom Left Picture I took while waiting at the docks for the boat Captain to arrive: my niece in the black bathing suit and shorts Marrissa Marie, my daughter in the dress Lidia Louise, and my son with his mohawk James Michael

Both Right Pictures I took at the dock waiting for the boat Captain to arrive for the Dolphin Excursion: my son James Michael and my daughter Lidia Louise

Right Picture I took: my daughter Lidia Louise, my son James Michael, and the boat Captain's Golden Retriever

Bottom Left Picture I took as the boat was driven out for the Dolphin Excursion Left to Right: my daughter Lidia Louise, my neice Marissa Marie, and my son James Michael

Rainbow Picture I took, when on the way out to The Florida Keys of Key West Florida

The Two Pictures of my daughter Lidia Louise, my niece Marrissa Marie, and my son James Michael are at two different beaches

The Last Picture I took on this grid is of the

Pelican letting me get that close to it to take it's picture with the zoom not in use

The main reason I am putting the aspects of the Dolphin Excursion in this is because the Underwater Digital Camera I purchased on eBay had the dates do something weird with the technology as the date for the Dolphin Excursion was on 5 August 2009 and though the date for my SCUBA Dive at The Vandenberg was for 6 August 2009, for whatever reason the technology of that camera had changed to 7 August 2009 for that SCUBA Dive; almost though the camera program had jumped a day ahead to be on the time schedule of where Israel is. The Dolphin Excursion was a lot of fun for my children, my niece, and I as the beginning was getting to walk along the dock after the drive from Boca Raton to Key West and stopping at several beaches along the way. Though my children really wanted me to pick coconuts out of the trees, I told them the coconuts had to be low enough to the ground for me to get them and on public property as to not upset anyone. On several beaches there had been a few birds running across the sand of which I took pictures of them along with my children and my niece, but when we arrived at the dock for the Dolphin Excursion, there was a Pelican which kept getting closer to us as a group. Several Tarpin fish started jumping out of the water trying to get my attention and my children and niece laughed, enjoying the sights.

As we walked along pier and the boat Captain arrived, she informed me we would be the only ones on the charter because the other group had cancelled. She asked if it would be okay if her Golden Retriever could come along and each of us were perfectly fine with the dog, joining on the trip with us out to the ocean. My daughter laughed every time the boat Captain's phone rang, as it made the sound of dolphins chattering. The first stop was at a sand dune where the children learned how to snorkel in shallow water before we went to a coral reef to snorkel, and then the excursion went out to the ocean to find a school of dolphins; which we did. My children and my niece laughed and enjoyed watching the dolphins play and swim around and just as there was one dolphin which jumped out of the water and arched over my daughters head in the background, the camera lens did not move quick enough but if I had the video setting going it would have been able to capture that. After the school of dolphins went along their way, we went to another coral reef to snorkel before returning to the docks four hours later. As we approached the grove of trees I noticed the clouds in the distance following the boat and I told the storm to stay off until we could get to safety, and thankfully it did.

Once we were at the docks we said our goodbyes and thanked the boat Captain for her time, and the experiences. As we ran back to the van as the rain started pouring down, we got into the van just before the lightning started flashing. My children and niece laughed at the booming sounds of thunder and my daughter asked me while giggling "Mommy, why are you making the rain storm right now?" I laughed and said, "Sweetie, I'm just nervous about making sure you three have a good time and are safe. I'm also preparing myself for my SCUBA Dive tomorrow, of which I have a feeling I need to think a bit more than usual about the upcoming dive." My son asked "Mommy, why are you nervous about the dive?" I said "Sweetie, I can't explain it. I just feel though I need to remember a few things extra and practice a few aspects for my breathing, before that dive goes on."

My niece asked "Aunt Susan, why would you feel the need to be nervous about a SCUBA Dive?" I said "Marissa, the work of which goes into ensure every SCUBA Dive I do is safe from the trip to the decent to the ascent and the surface intervals in between each is extremely important because if one thing goes wrong, that can mean life or death. I prefer to live and be comfortable, but there are certain aspects of SCUBA Diving which if the wrong thing occurs, there can be problems. I have put myself through a lot of training to ensure the safety of myself, my children, as well as any SCUBA Diver I am with." She smiled and said "I wish my mother would be smarter like you." I said "Your mother does as she does, but that's her choice." As I pulled the van out from the parking spot and turned out of the parking lot, low and behold there were four coconuts laying on the ground. My children and niece were so excited and since I promised them if there were coconuts low enough which I could reach them on public property I would get the coconuts for them, I pulled the van over to pick them up with one extra for their Grandma Nichols in Steele Alabama.

We went to check into the Days Inn hotel to then go to Ross for a few items after getting some food, and I made sure to get extra for the just in case beyond their breakfast and lunch. There was a commentary from one of the employees at the store referencing my hair, of which I said "I don't appreciate what you just said." and the two looked at each other shocked, I understood what they said to one another in Spanish. After picking up a few extra snacks and going to the hotel, we rested for the evening before I gave my children a kiss and a hug and my niece a hug; before going to the shop to check in for the SCUBA Dive at the USS/USNS Vandenberg.

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Freedom is never-more than one generation away, from exinction.  We do not pass freedom on through our blood stream because freedom must be fought for, protected, and handed on for the next generation to do the same.

Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony.

It should not take a head injury to figure this out, because you are smarter.

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Reverend MeeLing

The Ornery PSA


Thank you for taking the time to look through this website and please, enjoy your day.

Brightest blessings to all, for the highest good.

Please use the To Contact form to submit requests to hire Reverend Susan MeeLing for personal appearances for book signings, book readings, discussions, and the like if interested immediately.


If you are interested in using any of the information, videos, pictures, and etcetera of mine which I have put on my website please contact me through the To Contact form to present the details requested and we can discuss the details of and my terms and conditions if granted.  In reference of what I personally have created and am the only owner of such copyrights, of course the articles referenced with the photo-journailsm is of you to contact them for their ownership rights; though I simply post the links with my commentary of my opinions and thoughts thereof for the overall view.  I do hope those particular journalists and photo-journailsts have been able to get more work, for such within the pages; as I hope to be hired for my own.

The modeling pictures are of me and while I have images of other aspects in my journal blog entries as well as links to articles, those are those journalists' work and I have given them credit for such without taking any credits from their writings/photography/etcetera.  Hence why I posted their names, the companies the journalsts worked for at the time, and so on. 


While I did not state the photography of such were mine; again in reference of the links to the direct articles in my journal blog, being fully available to be seen as to not take credit away, from each of the photo-journalists and writers thereof. 


The same is in reference of my first book "Finding A Silver Lining By:  Susan MeeLing", in reference to credits due to each individual writing within that specifically are for legal purposes of references and for examples; in comparison to my own writings, of which are the majority of within those pages.

If you are interested in using my journal blog entries for your news station, radio broadcast, pictures, videos, artwork, and etcetera including the possibility complete an interview and/or set of, please use the To Contact form to let me know of the detailed request.  The same is in reference to the name of my journal blog The Ornery PSA if you are interested in purchasing the rights to use the name, as well as a show thereof.

My pictures from when I had modeled had been under the understanding if there were profits made from the selling of my pictures, I would receive the profits thereof.  As I have not been informed of such images being sold for profit, I thus far have not received profits from thus far. 


Though my multiple types of painting artwork is available to see on my website, any designs thereof have not been given permission to anyone to utilize nor profit from the designs I made for businesses; as that contact to me and the contracts of set profit margins to me, would need to be discussed.  That includes the paintings of mine, which includes the painted areas around each of my Medal of Honor Artwork pieces that I created by myself with my own paint.  If interested in using such, please use the To Contact page with the details thereof for possibility of approval depending upon my choice.

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